Now, only Cixuan remained uninjured!
To be honest.
When Cixuan saw his three junior brothers grievously wounded, his heart ached as though it were being torn apart. At that moment, his only thought was to perish together with the Imperial Grandson of Great Ming before him.
Cixuan pointed at Zhu Ying and roared, "You damned Imperial Grandson of Great Ming! You dare harm this monk's junior brothers? Then don't blame this monk for opening a slaughterhouse!"
Hearing this, Zhu Ying merely snorted and said disdainfully, "Bald donkey, stop wasting your breath. I'd like to see just how capable you are."
Clearly.
Zhu Ying looked down on Cixuan from the bottom of his heart. After all, Cixuan was at most a Grandmaster, while Zhu Ying was a Supernatural Realm expert who had even reached the peak of the Supernatural Realm.
Naturally, he did not take Cixuan seriously!
Meanwhile.
Not far from the capital, another group had arrived—the experts of the Carefree Sect.
Leading them was Xiaoyaozi, the head of the Carefree Sect.
"Sect Master, the Imperial Grandson of Great Ming has begun fighting the Shaolin experts. Shouldn't we make a move as well? Help Shaolin?" Li Qiushui asked Xiaoyaozi.
However, Xiaoyaozi waved his hand. "No rush. Let Shaolin and the Imperial Grandson of Great Ming fight until both sides are badly wounded. Then we'll make our move!"
For Xiaoyaozi, he naturally wished to see Shaolin and Zhu Ying tear each other apart, after which he could kill the Imperial Grandson of Great Ming himself.
However, the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder held a different view.
After all, Zhu Ying had killed Xu Zhu, the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder's disciple. At that moment, she only wanted to strike immediately, kill Zhu Ying, and avenge Xu Zhu.
"Sect Master, what are we afraid of?